Tuesday, February 19, 2013

The Lighthouse

We all love the classic picture of the lighthouse at night, waves crashing at its base, the thundering surf pounding the rocks beneath it, while from its tower a light shines forth across the water. At sea, a weary and battered crew fight the waves, and the light from that lighthouse shows them the way, not only to avoid the rocks, but also to find the harbor.

How few things are more like unto Christ, than a lighthouse? How mad the sailor must be, that would willingly reject that light. And yet all men, in their natural state, reject the lighthouse, and attempt the find their own way through the sea. If they were allowed to go on, they would join the others that had trod that path before them, from Cain to John Doe. None that has ever rejected the lighthouse has survived the rocks or found the harbor; the point that must be doubled is too treacherous. And yet no man ever, having received the effectual calling, and setting sail to the port to which the lighthouse directs the way, has ever been rejected, nor been left to drift.

Do we not serve a great God, master of the waves, the sea, and all that in them is?

Through His Strength We Will Conquer,
Andrew C. Abbott

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